So folks. This is the end of SHESOVOGUE on LiveJournal. What's in the past has past and all I can do is move forward, right? So here's a rundown for you before I say my final goodbye.

"Rebels" and I have been seeing more and more of each other lately. What is funny is that we both ended our last relationship's around the same time. So, it only seems fair to call each other The Rebound Couple. We aren't dating, but he seems to be infatuated by me. He reminds me all the time how stupid Chinky is for letting me slip through is hands, how beautiful I am, how I wishes he can hold me every moment of the day and more. Don't get me wrong, I love the attention like any other person would plus he recieves the same amount back but there is one problem... his hygiene is bothering the hell out of me. How do you tell someone that their hygiene is a problem?


My sister is about to turn 6 months in December. I just saw two ultrasounds in my PDA and I even felt it kick while we were at the movies. However, they aren't going to find out if it is a boy or girl until its birthday. But that's not the only dilemma...


My little cousin, Shayna is getting married on the 15th of December and she chose me to be her matron of honor. However, I have to work on that day since she decided she wanted to move the wedding date up 2 months. Even if I didn't have to work, I don't think I would show up. I don't agree with the relationship and they are definitely getting married for all the wrong reasons. Guess what came out here mouth.


Everything Chinky has given me is gone. From the clothes I use to wea to bed... to the of him and Rumsfeld... to the jewerly he's given me... to the PSP, LOL. Guess what I did with them.


So, I have a new place to live now. It is in the old house me and my sister grew up in. When my sister married, my grandmother let them fix it up and move into the house until they decided they were ready to by their own house. I'm so ready to have my own place that I'm desperate to take anything. My grandmother only offered me the house for a couple of reasons... one I particularly don't agree with. Now, this is the hardest decision I've ever had to do.


Anyways, I am off to pick up my takeout from "Rebel's" other job, Carrabba's Italian Grill. When I pick up my orders, he always puts a yummy surprise in the bag and tells me to wait until I get home to open it. Man, I love that.

Nadiyah signing off,
Ciao bellas!



(Note: If you enjoy SHESOVOGUE's post and are a frequent reader/commentor, the new journal name is nadiyahssecret.)